A Walk With Jakey

I was down in the Big Smoke on Thursday helping out with the Eastern Cousins. Mamma Trish was manning The Grinder or rather womanning it. Daddy Jamey was minding the nippers but a bit wobbly on his pins still from the flu so it was Nana's job to provide some limited support. There, now you have the background. At Franki's naptime we four went for a walk as this is how she falls asleep. Jakey had firm instructions to hold my hand as running after him right now is a luxury I cannot indulge. He was as good as gold. We conversed non stop mainly about "dougodayz choo choo"( figure it out for yourself).
Once Franki had conked out Jamey took her back to the house and Jakey and I went to visit Mum at work. By now he was on his little push bike and had a request from me to go slow. I was really worried he would scoot down that tunnel with such a head of steam that he would end up on the centre line of Main St. Well the little sweetie shot off for three pushes then stopped dead, turned around and watched to see where I was. Then off again at top speed, screeching to a halt, a look over his shoulder to see where Nana had got to now, and then another burst of speed, and so we progressed. He skidded around the corner and shot through the shop door to have his visit with Mum, me trailing after like Hopalong Cassidy.What a thoughtful little boy. I have high hopes of wobbling him over to the park here in Aurora now that I now he's looking after me as much as I am looking after him!
I don't know about Franki. By the time she's on the run I hope to have a metal hip. Something in her tiny demeanour tells me I may need it.